Under the lychee
To keep my soul full when the world is bare.
It’s not a path for many—it’s a stern
And costly craft, reserved for those who dare.
Instead of fighting silence on my own,
I’d rather sit beside you in the shade.
Under the lychee, still and calm and known,
We’ll watch and wait till fruit is ripe and laid.
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